Chapter three hundred and sixty fifth terrible test
Dao Ling walked step by step, experienced blood and fire, all relying on himself, not relying on anyone, everything was earned by himself.
Every time he gave up life and death and fought hard to fight for good fortune, and was almost tortured to death in order to open the nine orifices, all because one day, he would seek justice for the Tao clan!
Also for yourself.
"How's it going? The fabrication of this gray-clothed young man's soul is truly incredible. I even felt a terrifying flame in his body!"
Dan Ting, the old man next to the great elder, spoke, looking forward to his subsequent performance.
"This person is good, but he doesn't know how to make alchemy. Let's look at it later. It's too early to draw conclusions now." The great elder said, and also began to pay attention to the young man in gray.
Dao Ling's eyes were fixed on this portal, and dazzling golden clouds burst out from the center of his eyebrows. Powerful energy fluctuations burst out, gathered into a fist, and slammed forward.
"Crack!"
The solid door suddenly collapsed, and a passage appeared in front of Dao Ling, which was the passage leading to the third level!
"Huh? This boy's soul cultivation is also pretty good." Dan Ting looked over and noticed that it was another young man, and the smile on his face became even wider.
The Great Elder also stared at him with great interest. After looking at him for a while, he frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "Strange, I feel like I can't see through this guy?"
"Are you mistaken? What can be so strange about a little guy?" Dan Ting laughed dumbly.
"Maybe..." the great elder muttered inadvertently, always feeling that Dao Ling's appearance was a bit strange.
There began to be frequent sounds of doors collapsing here, but many people were unable to defeat them in one blow, and most of them were exhausted, sweating profusely, and panting.
The people watching from the outside were all frightened. They felt that this was too difficult and that it required extremely strong soul cultivation to pass the level.
After about ten breaths passed, someone's expression changed drastically, and he felt a gust of wind and waves coming over him, blowing him outside the Alchemy God Jiufeng.
"What's going on? How come the prodigies of our clan are involved?" an old man jumped to his feet and shouted.
This was not just one person, but 90% of the monks were exposed. There was a riot in the scene. I don't know what happened.
"Don't make any noise. You only have ten breaths to pass this second level. If you fail, you won't be able to enter again."
The Great Elder's voice rang in their ears, and the scene fell silent. Many people's faces were twitching, and they could only take ten breaths!
"Isn't this too difficult? The wizards in our clan can refine fourth-grade elixirs, but they have failed."
"Otherwise? How could the Alchemy God Jiu Feng be so cruel every time? How could it pass so easily?"
During the discussion, many envious eyes were focused on the people who came to the third level. From the 10,000 people at the beginning, in just one cup of tea, only a hundred people were left. The bloody truth.
"Hey, I really didn't expect that you are here too. It seems that you said you were a fourth-grade alchemist last time, which is true."
At this time, Dan Jinghui already believed that the victory was decided, but he did not expect to see a familiar face in the third level, which surprised him.
"I don't even bother to lie." Dao Ling glanced at him and smiled slightly. He was bound to get the gourd elixir.
The shock on Dan Jinghui's face quickly dissipated. He was still determined to win, and said calmly: "Then the winner will be determined. Remember your promise."
"Get your elixir ready." Dao Ling smiled and walked forward.
"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die, I want to see how you can defeat me!" Dan Jinghui's eyes darkened, his fists clenched, he snorted and walked forward.
Not only was he surprised, Wu Yunbing's eyes narrowed. She walked over, looked down at the young man, and said condescendingly: "It's not bad, I can break into the second level."
"Are you okay?" Dao Ling looked at her and said calmly.
Seeing the young man's calm look, Wu Yunbing felt a surge of anger in his heart and said sternly: "Boy, you are the first person who dares to speak to me in this tone. I will remember you."
"You are quite thick-skinned. After being stripped naked in public, you are still able to attend such a gathering with a large number of people. I guess there must be quite a few people present who saw your body that day, right?"
In this scene, there were many hidden eyes patrolling Wu Yunbing's body, and the fiery color in those eyes seemed to be able to burn Wu Yunbing.
These people all felt a sense of accomplishment in their hearts. You must know that this is a disciple of Wuwangdong, and she is the top group of people in Xuanyu. She is the noble daughter of Xuanyu.
"You!" The corners of Wu Yunbing's eyes almost burst open, his cold and stern face completely turned purple, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
"Don't always provoke me." Dao Ling stared at her with cold eyes and said. Being provoked again and again, he became a little angry and regretted why he didn't kill her at Huoshen Mountain.
"Bastard!" Wu Yunbing's eyes were about to burst, and she was shaking with anger. She wanted to chop Dao Ling alive, but she was afraid that the young man would spit out the words he just said, and how much dignity would he still have?
Participate in the alchemy conference here!
"Just wait for me. When the alchemy conference is over, I will definitely tear you apart and beat you to death!" Wu Yunbing's eyes burned with blazing flames, and he roared in his heart.
No one around him noticed Wu Yunbing losing his composure, but instead took the time to move forward one by one.
"A platform appears!"
Dao Ling's body jumped up, and there were a hundred Taoist platforms, all with a piece of black wood on them.
"This is..." Dao Ling picked up this piece of black wood. This piece of wood was very heavy, weighing more than a thousand kilograms, and it had a medicinal fragrance.
"This is ebony iron wood!" Daoling's expression was a little abnormal. This ebony iron wood is a refining material and a medicinal material, but few people use this kind of thing because it is too hard and extremely difficult to refine.
The process of quenching the alchemy liquid is even more difficult.
"Here we come to this level again. I failed at this level before. Alas..." an old man sighed.
Everyone around was nodding. This level was easy or difficult. The test was to purify the medicinal materials and the strength of the elixir.
But how could the Alchemy God’s requirements be so low-level?
"Refining the ebony wood and purifying the medicinal solution to a purity of 99%. The time limit is one hour!"
Seeing this line of words, Dao Ling's expression was abnormal, and the genius alchemists around him all exclaimed. One hour was already very short, and it would be great if they could finish refining the black iron wood in this time period.
However, it is extremely difficult to purify the medicinal solution to a purity of 99%.
"I remember there was an alchemy conference, and all the alchemy wizards were defeated at this level."
"Actually, it's not difficult to refine the ebony wood. What's more difficult is to purify the medicinal liquid. Ninety-nine percent of the medicinal liquid is there. Even if I take action now, I don't have much confidence."
Many alchemists of the older generation are discussing that the elimination rate of this test is very scary. If you are not careful, even the wizards in the alchemy world will end sadly.
The alchemists in the third level went crazy. Time was running out now and there was no time to waste. They spit out the alchemy fire and started frantically refining the black iron wood.
A ball of glazed red flame appeared in Dao Ling's palm, bursting with divine light, rolling up the black iron wood and refining it.
With his current elixir flame, the vacuum is bursting, but this black iron wood is like a piece of divine gold, and there is no apparent change at all.
"It's really hard." Dao Ling's eyes flashed with fire, and his palms exploded with terrifying blood. The intensity of the glazed red flames increased by several points, and he began to refine the ebony iron wood crazily.